Flatline

Fuck these labels if they don't pay me man listen
Bitch I'm crazy can't fix it
Y'all done made me that different
Y'all done tried do me crazy, do me ways y'all would hate if I did it
And y'all say that y'all spinning
Y'all stuck the same place y'all been in
Paradise I been him
Man they swore that I was finished
And they swore it was friendship
Now my V tat mean vengeance
And I don't nap be restless
I need this shit mañana
And my new bitch Cubana
I got your bitch to sign up
I don't know what love is
I just broke the budget
Motherfuckas hate my soul
And shit I think I almost love em
And I got your hoe here bussin', yeah
And when she go home she bussing
And that shit is no discussion
She don't give brain man her throat concussion

Like what
Like what bitch
And I act like I love her
Won't take her ass in public
I won't even go to no Publix
She wanna link up I dub it
Hugh Rack bitch I does this
My enemies ain't on nothing
I drink straight Hennessy ain't no cup bitch
Everybody I'm here wit throw up signs like they can't hear shit
Man they love my name tryna smear it
That only make more motherfuckas hear it yeah
She play my shit when I leave its like I'm there in spirit
But I really got no soul
Man I don't even got no chill bitch

Like what
Like chill bitch
I ain't really someone you wanna deal wit
I came up poor I would steal shit
Now rappers steal my flow thats real shit
And you mad I'm wit your hoe that's lil sis
But she gone suck til the last drop
And then she still suck like your last drop
And then you take her home you a cab ock

Yeah, aye
I'm the face of the team, I'm the mascot
Got more than your bank in my stash spot
I got opps everywhere like Kakarot
Woke up said fuck it I'm the bad guy
You ain't even on percs you just act high
Stray dog thought I told you motherfuckas last time
I'll kill em all wit one bar that's a flat line



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Writer(s): Scotty Demon
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